Remember a few weeks ago, when I was all, “Hey, you! Buy me a Game of Thrones T-shirt!“, and then you guys were all, “Wha? Huh? We’re too busy getting drunk at three in the afternoon and reading Blogtown for free to be bothered to let you know how much we appreciate all the blood, sweat, and tears you pour into this paper, Erik! Also, we’re drunk! And sleepy! ZZZZZZZZ.”
Well, I remember, because it was depressing, because that’s when I realized how little you care about me. BUT THEN.
Yesterday I got a package in the mail, and guess what was inside? A badass Game of Thrones T-shirt with a badass kraken on it, that’s what! House Greyjoy represent, motherfuckers! Size medium, motherfuckers!
Who was this magnificent shirt from? I’m not gonna say, ’cause I don’t know if he wants his name out there, on record, as being the awesome person who’s responsible for giving me such an incredibly nerdy kingly gift. But I will say this: C. T., you are my favorite Blogtown reader, and you always, always will be. (And hey, rest of Blogtown? You can learn a thing or two from C.T. here! Most of those things are related to buying me things when I inexplicably, angrily demand them.)
Thanks C.T.!
SPOILER ALERT: It was that guy from Sea Shepard who Japan tried to kill.
You get a Game Of Thrones t-shirt! You get a Game Of Thrones t-shirt! YOU ALL GET A GAME OF THRONES T-SHIRT!
Also, Thrones (the band) > Thrones, Game Of.
Be sure to keep us up-to-date on everything your imaginary friend is buying you.
That octopus reminds me of the female reproductive system. Yup, that’s all you’re going to see now whenever you look at your shirt.
@Chris Freeman: See, I was thinking it looked like the male reproductive system. It’s like a Rorschach test for nerds!
Greyjoy is full of villains and crooks. That shirt belongs only on a corpse.
I DO BELIEVE I OFFERED TO print off a picture of the shirt AND EMAIL IT TO YOU.
ERIK. Why you disappoint.
My post wasn’t titled “Hey, You! Print Off a Picture of This Shirt and Email It to Me,” ScrumYummy.
If only pictures existed of you on the internet, I would fire up photoshop and give you A SHOOPING WHAT-FOR
As it sits, I shall have to be content with intending to do it. One day. Eventually.
I thought it looked like an Octopus with identity issues. Cool shirt none the less.
@Chris Freeman That’s….exactly what I was thinking. There’s the fallopian tubes and everything.
Female reproductive, read the words, “We Do Not Sow” and assumed it was a feminist thing.
I need help reading.
afk, going to rail peto max